Loneliness Of Cities (Jorge Carerra Andrade Poems)
Without knowing my number,enclosed by walls and borders,I walk around with a prisoner's moonand perpetual shadow chained to my ankle.Living ...
Without knowing my number,enclosed by walls and borders,I walk around with a prisoner's moonand perpetual shadow chained to my ankle.Living ...
You turn into a plant on the coasts of time.With a chalice of round skyand tunnel for traffic,you are the ...
COMRADES: the world is built upon our deadand our feet have created all the roads.Also, beneath every sky, there is ...
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